ah haha.... Im sure those are the same ****ing parents that would be driving you there in their car, paying for the gas and food, all while paying your paint bill and buying your Pimpa$$ ion for you to domineto with

ah haha.... Im sure those are the same ****ing parents that would be driving you there in their car, paying for the gas and food, all while paying your paint bill and buying your Pimpa$$ ion for you to domineto with

the epic battle starts out with capone, ginger and i blasting our new cannons in my back yard we all had just gotten, then ginger had another one so he put his hopper on and turned it on and for some reason pulls the trigger here is how the convo went:

BOOM
me:ginger did you just shoot a paintbullet in my house
ginger:no
me: (turn around from keyboard) yeah you did
ginger: yeah i did haha
capone: EL OH EL

ah haha.... Im sure those are the same ****ing parents that would be driving you there in their car, paying for the gas and food, all while paying your paint bill and buying your Pimpa$$ ion for you to domineto with

pretty sure the ONLY thing my parents bought me was my ion for my birthday. Everything else has been bought by ME with MY money THAT I EARNED

Lets keep the hate focused on the dump that is D's Paintball. I've played better paintball in people's basements.

no hate for that place just disgust and disdain...

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pretty sure the ONLY thing my parents bought me was my ion for my birthday. Everything else has been bought by ME with MY money THAT I EARNED

and for that you should be thankful instead of cursing their existence....

This parent hating syndrome is a plague of the younger gen of paintball players... little ****heads get every paintballoon war funded at the cost of their daddy's retirement plan, and all they do is ***** when mommy buys them the wrong color gatorade at an event, or wont let their 14yr old "son" fly to Orlando and spend $1000+ dollars to essentially collect stickers.

the epic battle starts out with capone, ginger and i blasting our new cannons in my back yard we all had just gotten, then ginger had another one so he put his hopper on and turned it on and for some reason pulls the trigger here is how the convo went:

BOOM
me:ginger did you just shoot a paintbullet in my house
ginger:no
me: (turn around from keyboard) yeah you did
ginger: yeah i did haha
capone: EL OH EL

False!!! I took the hopper off, and forgot to take a ball out of the breech.